It fills me with sadness and frustration that our friend and collaborator Richard Swift has died. My thoughts and condolences are with his family, especially his wife and three daughters whom he left behind.

Richard was someone whom I deeply admired and meant so much to me.

The last time I saw him in person, was at Electric Lady Studios in NYC after The Arcs played. I'd brought with me a wild turkey feather and a chunk of quartz from the ground near the cabin to give to him. I told him it was for good luck and to put it in his studio when he got back to Oregon. He put it in the side pocket of his black trench coat, gave me a big hug and then I left to catch a subway home.

To his family, I'm so deeply sorry for your loss.

I don't even know what to say. I hope you know peace. I love you so much Swift.